To my dearest Zitao

I am sorry for not saying goodbye to you in person, please try to forgive me. I cannot stay in Koryo, and where I’m going I cannot take you.

Your father is a good man, but he will try to raise you in his way. But you must never forget my heritage, and yours. We are Khitan, the Descendants of the Dragon, and Masters of Horses.

Your life will not be easy because of your blood. You must be strong, and never be ashamed of you who are. You are the son of two lands, a prince, and you will one day become the warrior the Gods have destined you to be.

Goodbye my son. I hope life treats you well. And I know we will see each other again, either in this life or the next.

Remember my teachings, retell my stories and you must never forget me.

Love your mother

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